A Day Dream
rain drops rhythmic sound
cleansing all as it hits ground
mother earth thankfully smiles
birds singing loudly
sun breaks through the grey lined clouds
flowers blooming reach up high
eyes open slowly
snowflakes bitter bite wakes me
soon ..soon it will lose its grasp
Copyright © Thomas Little Wolf Jr. | Year Posted 2019
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